Record of Ascension by Hundred Refiners

Facing the spiritual body of a powerful monk from another world who exuded a terrifying aura and whose cultivation level was comparable to that of the Xuanling Realm, Qin Fengming felt calm at this moment and no longer had much fear.

It is true that the spiritual body is stronger than him in terms of means, strength and cultivation level.

But after the blow just now, the thoughtful Qin Fengming still had a rough understanding of the true strength of the spiritual body.

The spiritual body is powerful enough to kill ordinary people in the late stages and peak of spiritual realm.

Even the seven giant ax shadows he slashed with all his strength with his dharma body were unable to resist one of its attacks. And after the opponent resisted seven ax shadows with his bare hands, he still hit his high body and flew backwards, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

If it weren't for Chi You's tough body, his bare hands, which had consumed a lot of energy, would still be able to kill him very easily.

It is true that the opponent cannot use magic weapons, but even some more powerful secret techniques may not be able to be used.

But it is this kind of power of light hands that cannot be resisted by ordinary people in the late stage and peak of spiritual mastery.

With such a terrifying and powerful method and secret technique, it stands to reason that Qin Fengming is only at the realm of aggregation, so he should be afraid on the spot and lose the power to resist. It is normal. But at this moment, although the young monk's expression was ferocious, his eyes were surprisingly calm.

Such calmness made even the Holy Lord's spiritual body standing in the air feel a little surprised.

With the attack of the second light hand, the majestic explosion energy impact appeared, and a group of green light suddenly erupted in the blue and black light hand. Two different attributes of light shine, and there is an obvious dividing line in the middle.

The blue-black light and green light intertwined with each other, and they were entangled with each other. It was difficult to tell the winner for a while.

The roar resounded, and a figure several feet tall flew out and retreated into the distance. But after just a few dozen feet, he stood on the solid stone ground again.

The tall body stood upright, and the giant mountain-cutting ax in his hands had disappeared at this moment, replaced by a thick purple-red skeleton nearly two feet in hand.

This bone is completely purplish red, but it is flashing with green fluorescence.

Spirit patterns that were invisible to the naked eye swayed in the green light, and an unexplainable and strange aura surrounded the huge skeleton.

As Qin Fengming's high-mountain figure danced rapidly, green lights flashed, as if there was a green dragon roaring and circling.

With this dragon bone that had been sacrificed with strange secret techniques, Qin Fengming, who had already used Chi You's Dharma Body, was able to resist the terrifying and abnormal light hand attack.

Although he withstood the opponent's blow, Qin Fengming's energy and blood were boiling in his body at this moment, and a hot breath suddenly emerged from his heart, as if the essence and blood in his body were about to rush upward and spit out again.

Although the spiritual body was not a real Xuan Ling monk, the light-handed strike it delivered still had seven to eight points of the power of a strike from a real Xuan Ling early stage monk.

Such an attack is enough to crush a person in the divine realm.

For monks, the further behind they are in cultivation, the greater the gap in cultivation strength becomes.

This is like a foundation-building monk relying on some powerful talismans and magic weapons to be able to fight with a pill-forming monk without falling behind. He can even kill people in the late stages and peak of the pill-forming cultivator.

But if you are a Chengdan cultivator, if you want to kill the great cultivator in the late stage of transforming into an infant, it is almost the same as dreaming.

Not to mention a cultivator at the peak of Chengdan, even a cultivator in the early stage of transforming into an infant, no one dares to say that he can kill a great cultivator in the late stage or at the peak of transforming into an infant.

In the same way, with the help of some imitation spiritual treasures or extremely powerful secret techniques, the monks at the top of the aggregation can fight with the monks in the early stage of spiritual connection, or can compete with the monks in the middle stage at the same time. It can also be done, but it must be resisted. The attacks of the monks in the late stage of Xia Tongshen are really unimaginable.

As for the Xuanling cultivators, even the early Xuanling cultivators, even the extremely powerful cultivators at the pinnacle of the spiritual realm, dare not say that they can withstand the attack of an ordinary Xuanling cultivator.

Because the difference in the majestic mana contained in each hit between the two sides is too great. Even if the purity of the mana between the two is not great, the difference in quantity alone is even greater than the gap between the monks in the late stage of the trance and the early stage of the trance. a bit.

But at this moment, Qin Fengming was able to withstand the attack of a spirit body comparable to the Xuanling Realm by relying on his mere peak cultivation. Such a scene made Dang Ke, who had retreated far away, not only feel surprised, but also a deep fear emerging from the bottom of his heart.

Looking at the purple-red bones flashing with green light, the tall figure who was the spiritual body of a saint, his face invisible in the mist, suddenly changed drastically, and a cry of surprise also sounded out.

"Qin has said before that as long as you sign a contract with Qin, I will tell you where the bones are stored. If you listen to the junior's suggestion at this time, I can still sign a contract with you and let the senior know that Where should the bones be stored? I wonder what the seniors want?"

Looking at the tall figure suspended in the air, Qin Fengming suppressed the surge of essence and blood in his body and spoke with a sinister expression on his face.

The toughness of the dragon's bones was enough to withstand the bombardment of the light hand, but his own strength was really difficult to fight against a spirit body comparable to the realm of Xuanling. In one blow, he was still blown away.

However, protected by the strange aura of the dragon bone, he was only shaken by the shock and was not threatened by life or death like the previous blow.

"Hmph, you really dare to think about asking me to sign a contract with a junior in the realm of aggregation. Even if you have this dragon bone to defend yourself, you think you can compete with me. You are really overestimating your capabilities. Next, Qing will take action. You capture him, and we will see if you can tell what Qing knows."

As the spiritual body of a Mahayana being, the old man would certainly not be manipulated by a mere gathering monk. He looked at Qin Fengming with cold eyes. A more majestic aura emerged from his body, and he suddenly waved his hands out. Time, four huge hands of light shot out suddenly, one after the other.

Four light hands, like four huge portals, enveloped Qin Fengming, threatening to capture him with one blow.

Facing the rapid arrival of four rays of light, Qin Fengming's eyes suddenly widened. He knew in his heart that if he could not withstand this wave of attacks from the opponent, then he would really be doomed.

The mana in his body was unleashed with all his strength without any reservation, and his arms suddenly grew in size due to the abundant mana.

An even more majestic and sinister aura quickly filled his body.

The two huge palms clenched the keel, and while dancing rapidly, they directly attacked the four huge light hands that were attacking one after another without dodging.

The roar resounded, and a tall figure was hit again and again and blasted out again and again under the continuous bombardment of four light hands.

By the time the huge body came to a standstill, it was already thousands of feet away.

The tall body fell on the cold stone ground, and its energy was instantly dispersed. The tall body shrunk rapidly, and the body lay on its back. A piece of blood spat out on the front of his clothes. His face was sallow, with a layer of pale color covering it. The chest was rising and falling continuously, indicating that the young monk was not completely killed by this wave of attacks.

"Hahaha, junior, at this point, do you still dare to talk about the contract?",,. )

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